The Final Detail

Sometimes I think I hate you,

But my heart said I don’t.

Sometimes you make me laugh,

But mostly you make me a tearing baby.

Sometimes you make me sing to the moon,

for you’re the one shining bright.

Sometimes I walk alone in night’s coat,

Read out every word you said.

Sometime you show that you’re near,

But most of the time you don’t.

Sometimes I want to hide under my veil,

With hand grasping red on my face,

but you wouldn’t even care.

Sometime I think I was enough for you,

But you turn me into nobody.

Sometimes I think I would make you regret,

But still, you make it all the way to hell.

Sometimes I wonder why,

But I never ask you.